After attacking the tyrant, I held the wrong thigh

Chapter 121

Jing Xu looked at Jing Mo who was serious and careful, confirmed and urged repeatedly, and a wave of warmth rose in his heart.

After Jing Mo helped Jing Xu sort out what she had to do, she returned to the palace very late.

Humming a ditty all the way out of the palace, the people along the way were all amazed, they really didn't understand what happened to Lord Belle, he was in such a happy mood.

Walking back, he happened to meet Zhao Ziqi. Seeing Jing Mo's happy face, he quietly stepped forward, intending to scare him.

Who knew that this person didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't notice him, which made Zhao Ziqi so angry that he laughed himself to death, what was he doing?

He swaggered past him again, waving his fan, trying to get your attention from Jing Mo, but the ridiculous thing is that Jing Mo still swaggered and disappeared, not even noticing his existence at all.

Not at all.

Zhao Ziqi was really about to be laughed out of anger: "I still don't believe it, you guy can really not see me?"

So this time, he stopped directly in front of his eyes.

Finally, Jing Mo found Zhao Ziqi, his eyes sparkled with excitement: "Ah, what a coincidence, Ziqi, are you here to go shopping?"

Zhao Ziqi was really speechless, he waved his fan and stepped forward: "What did you say you did, you only found me after I swayed by your side three times."

Jing Mo touched his nose: "Haha, is that right? I'm sorry, I'm thinking about the poetry meeting."

Jing Mo broke up indiscriminately.

When Zhao Ziqi thought of the Poetry Club, he believed him a little bit, and he only believed in him a little bit. After all, this guy was only about the Poetry Club, so there would never be such a 'yd' smile on his face.

But Jing Mo is very arrogant, if you really ask him, you won't be able to ask him a single word.

Zhao Ziqi shook his fan and had an idea: "How to say, I am also the princess's companion, and the princess often calls me brother Ziqi. The princess is young and has no brothers or sisters. It stands to reason that I should also take the initiative to ask Ying to help. .”

"Ah, no need, there are already three people, that's enough." Jing Mo is very confident in his appearance, but the damn possessiveness of a man is very subtle.

It doesn't matter if you are a crooked melon, or a peerless handsome guy, want to see my wife?no!
That is absolutely not allowed!
Seeing Jing Mo's resistance, Zhao Ziqi showed a meaningful smile: "Three people?"

"You, princess... who else?" Zhao Ziqi continued to shake his fan, his face almost bursting into laughter.

"You are too lenient, I have to go back quickly." As he said that, he was about to slip away.

Zhao Ziqi pulled him back: "Oh, Jing Mo, your secretive appearance is very similar to my family's case of 'the maid's stealing love', you won't..."

"What nonsense are you talking about, what stealing/love!" Jing Mo pried his mouth through the fan: "This is the market, what are you talking nonsense about?"

"Is there any son's righteousness?"

Zhao Ziqi chuckled lightly: "Tell me, which girl do you like? I have to take good care of our relationship."

Jing Mo couldn't beat him, and was afraid that he would be careless again, so he tilted his head towards a place where there were few people.

Zhao Ziqi tactfully followed, and Jing Yu looked at the crowd around him and said, "I ran into Grand Master Yang's daughter, Yang Yue, in the palace today. I felt pity for her and fell in love with her."

Zhao Ziqi twitched his lips: "Brother, if I remember correctly, the little girl is only ten years old, about the same age as the princess, and you are too..."

"You actually like such a woman... I really underestimated you."

Jing Mo frowned and wanted to give him a punch, but Zhao Ziqi blocked it with a smile: "Just kidding, last time the Grand Master celebrated his birthday, I followed my father to pay his respects, and walked around the back garden when I was bored."

"I met Yang Yue by chance. The lotus is out of the water. She is slim and beautiful. She is indeed a beautiful woman. If she is a little older, I don't know what amazing appearance she will grow into."

Seeing Jing Mo's face getting darker and darker, Zhao Ziqi guessed what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "The Zhao and Yang families will not be able to marry each other in this life, and in the next life, and besides, I don't like that handsome appearance."

Jing Mo gave him a blank look: "Okay, you already know the matter, when the time comes, play by ear, if you can help me, help me, if you can't help me, don't act casually."

"Don't worry, our relationship will definitely help you." Zhao Ziqi opened the folding fan and shook it: "In terms of appearance, you don't need to think too much. In this capital, except for the spiritual master at the altar, who can compete with you."

"In terms of family status, apart from the spiritual masters at the Lingtai, no man can compare to you."

"In terms of knowledge, we know it, but people in the world don't know it. When the time comes, you will win the title of the number one talented scholar at the Shihui. You can see whether the little girl in the Grand Master's Mansion is in love with her or not."

After Zhao Ziqi finished speaking, he carefully looked at the court clothes he had entered the palace and said: "If you see her again, you can't dress like this. It's too dignified, it reminds people of the dignity of the concubine, it's hard to let go."

Just as Jing Mo was about to speak, Zhao Ziqi said again: "However, are you planning to have a happy relationship between the two of you? Or do you want to give marriage first and then love?"

Jing Mo kicked him quickly, but at the very least, he didn't use much force: "The more you talk, the more outrageous it is, I'm leaving."

Looking at his angry back, Zhao Ziqi made up his sword behind him: "Brother, it's better to marry first and then love, it's popular now..."

Jing Mo didn't even turn his head, and directly turned his back to him and raised his middle finger. Zhao Ziqi looked at his angry look from behind, and almost laughed out loud.

"Small, you have today too." After speaking, she also hummed a little song and went home.

There is a saying that when there is difficulty, a brother is salvation; when there is no difficulty, a brother is the greatest difficulty.

These words are especially suitable for Jing Mo and Zhao Ziqi.

Jing Mo returned home, found the tailor and embroiderer in the mansion for his own use, and changed all the parts that he felt dissatisfied with the new clothes again.

In the end, it was confirmed that he was wearing a low-key and luxurious nobleman's robe with aqua blue dark pattern silver silk.

After Jing Jin came back, she saw the scene where the embroiderer and the tailor surrounded her son, surrounded by deliberately lit more lights, her eyes showed some doubts.

"Mo'er, what are you doing?" Jing Jin stepped forward.

Jing Mo hurriedly saluted: "I have seen my father."

"Tomorrow, the child will enter the palace to help sister Xu with the poetry meeting. The court clothes are expensive and labor-intensive. The child is afraid that they will be damaged, so I chose some decent clothes."

Jing Jin glanced at Jing Mo and nodded: "Okay, you can look at the arrangement yourself, this is all about the friendship between you and the princess, and we parents can't control it."

What Jing Jin said was also true. After all, the emperor didn't order him to help. This was his initiative to ask Ying, which shows that the two have a good friendship since childhood.

It has nothing to do with adults like them.

Thinking of this, Jing Jin said again: "Be nicer to the princess." Looking at his father, there was a deep meaning on his face that he couldn't understand.

Jing Mo nodded: "Father doesn't say anything, the child should treat Xuxu well."

"En." Jing Jin nodded, turned around and left the yard, heading for his own yard.On the way, we passed a lotus pond.

He stood on the shore looking at the moonlit lake, and the cries of insects around him. He stood unconsciously and looked at it for a long, long time.

"My lord, it's late at night, it's time to rest." It was the people on the side who reminded Jing Jin that he made any movement, nodded towards the servant who reminded him, and went to his courtyard.

The figure gradually blurred under the moonlight until it disappeared.

It was dawn, and Jing Mo entered the palace impatiently. Jing Xu had just been woken up and put on his clothes, still wearing a chicken nest head.

Jing Mo waited in the yard, and Siwen sent people to prepare two extra breakfasts.

After waiting for Jing Xu to get dressed, Jing Mo came forward with a smile: "Morning, Xuxu."

Looking at his bright eyes, Jing Xu couldn't help but want to roll her eyes, but after thinking that people who fall in love are like this, she held back.

Smiling at him: "Brother, it's so early."

"Well, isn't this to have breakfast with Xuxu?" Jing Mo was obviously talking nonsense with his eyes open.

Jing Xu didn't expose him, but followed him and said, "Then we can have breakfast together every day from now on."

For the first time, Jing Mo felt that his little sister was so compliant, much better than Zhao Ziqi, who probably could laugh behind his back.

But don't let him catch the handle, and then he must make a good joke and laugh at him.

After the two finished their breakfast, Siwen reported: "Princess, Lord Belle, the daughter of Grand Master Yang, Yang Yue is already waiting outside the palace."

"Let her in quickly." Jing Xu nodded towards Siwen.

Siwen also nodded towards Jing Xu, turned around and let Yang Yue enter the hall.

Yang Yue didn't expect to see Jing Mo again here, she felt helpless in her heart, but she must be considerate in etiquette, so she quickly saluted.

"My daughter, Yang Yue, pays respects to the princess and Lord Belle." After speaking, she took a steady pose of blessing.

"Get up." Jing Xu told Yang Yue to get up.

"Siwen give me a seat." Jing Xu looked at Siwen, who nodded and pulled the stool away from one side.

Ask Yang Yue to sit not far from Jing Xu and Jing Mo.

Yang Yue sat down dignifiedly.

Jing Xu handed the scroll to her: "You look at the process first, and then we start supervising preparations."

"You and brother have been working hard these few days." Jing Xu smiled, and then observed Jing Mo's expression from the corner of his eye.

"It is an honor for a minister to enter the palace and help the princess."

Sure enough, those eyes almost became radar, and they kept looking at him.

Yang Yue felt very uncomfortable being looked at by such scorching eyes, she coughed lightly and asked, "Your Highness, is there something dirty on your daughter's face?"

Jing Mo was startled, and quickly regained his senses. He was obviously embarrassed, but he managed to stay calm: "That's not the case, but the eyes were attracted unconsciously, sorry."

Jing Xu almost couldn't hold back, he had to bite his lip three times to keep himself from laughing.

What kind of fairy speech is this?Are you going to laugh her to death and inherit the throne?
If it is so explicit, any woman who hasn't met a few times will find it very, very offensive, right?
Sure enough, Yang Yue's face darkened at first, and then she said calmly: "Whether Lord Baylor can read the scroll carefully, the poetry meeting is not a trivial matter, if there is a mistake due to insufficient preparation in the early stage, the minister will be very disturbed and blame herself of."

Although Jing Mo shot the ball straight, he still felt her repulsion. He was a little surprised and incomprehensible, but he restrained himself somewhat.

He was really looking at the scroll seriously, and Jing Xu, who was eating melons, was about to die of laughter.

Isn't this more interesting than TV shows?No Gongdou drama, no romance drama has this fragrance.

It was so much fun.

Yang Yue went through all the procedures very carefully and carefully in one day, and finally saw that the progress was very fast and ahead of schedule, so she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

At the beginning, it was her father's idea to come to the palace, and the main reason was that she really wanted to see what the princess who was held in the hands of the emperor looked like.

After meeting that day, she really wanted to get acquainted.

So when it comes to holding the poetry meeting, she also wants to help Jing Xu do it perfectly.

Before entering the palace, she was also worried that it was her first time helping out, and the progress would be slow. Today, she did it by herself and found that the progress was ahead of her.

She also breathed a sigh of relief.

At least some time will be spared to deal with unexpected events, and there will be time to check again, so that nothing goes wrong.

On the way out of the palace, Jing Mo trotted all the way to chase after him. The speechless eyes flashed in Yang Yue's eyes, and she still bowed politely: "I've seen Lord Baylor, but I don't know what's the matter?"

"By the way, I'll send you out of the palace." Jing Mo thought he was decent, but in reality Yang Yue slandered: Is this secretly mocking her for getting lost yesterday?

If the man with the straight ball heard it, he would be hit again.

But Yang Yue is not the kind of character who can say whatever she wants, and she is just blessing her body: "Thank you, Lord Belle, over there."

Jing Mo happily followed her, while Yang Yue was speechless, wishing to fly home immediately, not wanting to take another look at him for a moment.

Not even a glance.

After finally getting out of the palace, Yang Yue walked to the carriage and quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "My carriage is here, and I will send you off to Lord Belle."

Although Yang Yue was smiling, her whole body was full of refusal, but our Lord Belle Jing Mo, as his own straight man, didn't notice Yang Yue's rejection at all.

Pretending to be cold, he said: "It happens to be on the way to the market, so I will escort you for a ride."

Yang Yue's expression control almost collapsed, she stared blankly at him for a long time before saying: "My lady's carriage is very small, it's only big enough for my lady, so I can't take Lord Baylor for a ride."

Yang Yuexin said: "Is there no way now?"Even if my carriage can hold ten people, I won't let you ride, you idiot.

"Oh, it's okay, I have a horse." Jing Mo pointed to the horse standing not far away, which was also prepared not long ago.

So Yang Yue didn't see the horse when she stopped the carriage.

Yang Yue was completely shocked now, is this person planning to fight her to the end?

"Master Baylor, do as you please." Yang Yue got into the carriage with a smile, and as soon as the curtain of the carriage was lowered, Yang Yue's expression changed immediately.

He pursed his mouth and was speechless.

What the hell is going on with this man!

I have never seen such a difficult and incomprehensible person. Haven't you seen the word "rejection" written on 360 pores all over her body?

Deny, denial, denial!

After Yang Yue finished cursing in her heart, she felt much more relaxed, and she was the only one in the carriage, she didn't need to sit with her waist raised, so she found a cushion and stuffed it in her back, planning to take a nap.

(End of this chapter)